29 March 2010
The Sunset Speaks For Itself
She gave me two choices. To take or to leave the sun. It set ever so slowly beyond the horizon.
A melancholic sight.
26 March 2010
The Unspoken Charade's End
25 March 2010
The Human Puzzle
23 March 2010
Trust Fall Believer
21 March 2010
Beyond Pretty Poetry
14 March 2010
12 March 2010
Downtown Lavandière
06 March 2010
Snips from Disney's Bolt
05 March 2010
Halos and Wings Aren't Always Visible
Memories in (S)crap
I looked questioningly into his eyes, the same ones that stared lovingly at me before. It was indifferent. It didn't want me. Those eyes continued to stare at me, boring unto my soul, still, lifeless as glass. Things had changed. He did. Did I, too? I tried to smile, to tell him it was okay, that I understood why we have become like that. All I could do was choke, as i tried to hold back my tears. His eyes were speaking goodbye. His silence was screaming. It was over. He was never coming back for me.
The same eyes that promised me forever.
03 March 2010
01 March 2010
The Constant Companion
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